I know what you went through
I see the scars when they open again
I followed you over here
I saw how much it hurts in you.

These are the memories of a bad past
The memories of a past that has no end.
Fear is like sticking thorns
Do not be afraid, because it's just dead memories

And when you are falling
Children will be coming to you
With songs that make you returns for me
That make you correct your past

These are the memories of a bad past
The memorie s of a past that has no end.
Fear is like sticking thorns
Do not be afraid, because it's just dead memories

Are just dead memories
Dead memories
Dead memories
Dead memories